All right. All right, all right, all right, this was really fucking hot. Edward breathed through his nose while Jonathan marked him, frozen in place with his fingertips against the brick of the wall, too overwhelmed by sensations and emotions to do anything other than give himself over to both completely. Not exactly a great response when it came to survival skills, but it was really all he could do.

Maybe it was a good thing Jonathan moved away when he could, because Edward was fairly sure he had been about half a second from a whimper. As it was, he managed to swallow it down, running all ten fingers through his hair, clearing his throat and walking next to Jonathan. "Oh yeah. It's like crack. Especially at that place. Second best thing to come out of the Narrows."